Oh. About the bruise part. Well...umm.......okay it went like this. When it came time for me to bring the skewered chickens to the BBQ outside where Susan was at, I stepped down the steps with my bare feet, long rod with skewered chickens in both hands.....the foot I stepped on the "wet" cement with slowly went out from under me..both my knees going inward...and my thighs slowly doing the splits. Okay, I know you all are picturing this and laughing. Heck I would! As Susan said afterwards, I went down gracefully. Lol! It sure didn't feel graceful BUT! Big BUT here...I SAVED THE CHICKENS! Yes! Despite my legs going North and South I held onto those skewered chickens like they were gold! Lol! See how much I respect food? And this is the doozy of a bruise I got. Oh and when did my legs turn into tree stumps? My legs look much better in person, I swear.
Looks like Buddy's already having sweet dreams of his new home. I'm headed there myself. Night all!